O great Mystery, wise mind that permeates this universe, please grant me humbleness before you so that I may climb a little higher on the vine I am clutching.
I sit here now and ponder if there are any fundamental differences between human nature and the creations of the natural world.
Are the telephone poles around us, which seem to break up the fractal pattern of nature, somehow apart from it?
Are we all just living in a system we have grown used to, like the bird that perches on a wire as if it is a branch?
By this I mean, do we take our blessings for granted, running on the hedonic treadmill instead of sitting and noticing the beauty of the space around us? When is enough enough?
Then again, can we really do anything nature doesn’t want us to do, if we really are magnificent emergent information patterns?
Why live in imagined worlds of suffering, so focused on the future or the past? Why not live in the present?
Is it possible with automatic imagination to markedly reduce pain’s influence over our lives? Evolutionary pressures may have made our system of pain be roundabout and complex, but most complex systems have vulnerabilities we can exploit.
The real issue is this:
If we are mental patterns, forces of nature, why not realize these human bodies are tools to wear?
Why not accept that free will is a trick? Why not notice our senses are moving along sense-objects?
Does this not actually give us more freedom from suffering and worry?
If we realize our minds are nature’s, does this not give us more ability to be comfortable in experiencing the Now?